Chapter 219
Julie's POV
His question was abrupt, catching me off guard as he watched my hesitation from behind the steering wheel. "Aren't you going to get out?"
"Oh, yes... I'm going," I stammered, trying to summon my courage. I stepped out of the car, the old house looming before me like a stranger.
"Thank you, Mr. James... goodbye," I said with a flustered sense of gratitude.
In my mind, I was already planning to wait for him to drive away so I could hail a taxi and head straight back to the club. But his voice stopped me: "The bags... did you forget them?"
My God. He got out of the car and began unloading the numerous bags, piling them onto the sidewalk. "Thank you... you can go now," I said in a desperate attempt to dismiss him.
"I'll watch from here until you're inside," he replied with a flat, stoic calm.
He returned to his seat, while I took faltering steps toward the door and stood there, frozen.
